“It’s as legal as anyone else’s marriage.”
“You know what I mean.” She looked uncomfortable. “It’s not like we’re really married.”
And yet I still felt the weight and responsibility of keeping my wife safe. “It’s fine.”
“So can I ditch Anton and Oleg?”
“No.”
“Axel!”
“They’ll come into the club but sit at a different table. You don’t have to talk to them, but you’ll stay in their line of sight at all times. They’ll stay out of your way if you obey.”
She thought about it for a moment. “Tell them to pretend they don’t know me.”
“You can tell them yourself.”
She paused. “Do you think that will hurt their feelings?”
I had to work not to smile. “No. I think they’ll be okay with it.”
It was late,and I was still at the office going over some numbers.
“Boss.” Maksim appeared at the door. “Someone named Giselle is here to see you? She said she was just dropping by.”
When Giselle met me in person, it always meant she had confidential information to share. “Send her in.”
She walked in confidently, carrying a laptop and a coffee cup.
I stood up and motioned for her to sit across from me. “To what do I owe the pleasure?”
She looked around with curiosity. “I hope it’s okay I dropped by.”
“Of course.”
She leaned back in her chair and studied me. “Mila was lovely.”
“She is.”
“Younger than I thought she would be.”
I looked back at her impassively.
She laughed. “Oh don’t be like that. We all need to find as much pleasure as we can in this line of work.”
For some reason it was important that Giselle knew that Mila wasn’t getting played that way. “I keep my lines cleaner than most.”
She raised her eyebrows. “Are you telling me…”
I smoothly cut her off. “I appreciate your help keeping my shipments out of Volkov hands.”
Her smile was a bit too knowing for my liking. “That’s why I’m here actually. I’ve managed to find where they’re storing your stolen items.”
That surprised me. “They haven’t offloaded them yet?”
“With everything they’ve stolen, they have an oversupply issue.” She opened her notebook and wrote something on the paper. “This is the address. You didn’t get it from me.”
I stared down at the paper in disbelief. “Is there any way this will put you at risk?”
